Friday: The usual 3 musketeers went out again. We went to Old Airport Road to find the carrot cake in mind. But we couldn't find it, so H and I just settled with the one that looks best. There were some communication breakdown, but everything was good still. Went to PP to wait for F to go lagoon. Haha, we took a cab down and find the seats first. It was not too bad... F came and find me after that.
Saturday: Went for training as usual. Met T and went to PP again. Ate Ramly. Played pool. Went home. I wanted to die cause I had no ciggs. I realised that I need to quit otherwise I would become a fucking addict. I swear I would look for a job men no matter what. I never want to feel like this again. Thank god Gabriel save my life. Went to Simpang to eat and meet Ian at PP to slack.
Somehow, I don't know if I made the right choice. Its just not like before anymore. I don't know what's happening to me...